105. FOURTH WALL POST [Action for Saffron City, anywhere in Saffron City! Video's okay too]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[You know what?]

[Heather's not even sure why she TRIES anymore.]





[So done. So done.]</sub>


Here we go again.


... Yes, Cooj, I still love you.

Just not right now.

Comments

[haveanicetragedy]

[In some ways, she's starting to remind him of Dio. The same barbaric, unruly kind who would disembowel him if they could.

Which he is perfectly fine with, since they're more fun that way.]

Donno, depends on what you understand by that.

I mean, technically, I've been still aaaaaall the time we're talking! Haven't moved a single inch.

[And, as if to demonstrate his point, the bunny spreads his paws and shrugs.]

[foolishwren]

That's fine, just stay like that, please and thank you.

<sub>[She weighs the stick in both hands thoughtfully, giving it an experimental swing in the air or two.]

[And then brings it viciously down on the bunny's head.]</sub>

[haveanicetragedy]

[The stick falls right through the bunny, hitting the ground with a thud; the sound is then followed by Zero III's amused laugh.]

Nya nya nya-nya nya! Sucks to be you, huh?

[He hops away a bit-- but wait, he's not done making fun of her yet!]

You're even more stupid than you look, Header. I'm a rabbit. You really think a talking rabbit is a thing?

[The bunny lets out an overly dramatic sigh just to emphasize the fact one has to be a complete dolt to think that.]

I'm an A.I.! Meaning I live in the main computer over hare. Told you I haven't moved an inch, didn't I?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... >8( god dammit. She KNEW that had been too easy...]

[Also wow fuck you annoying laughter.]</sub>

Hey, FUCK you, if yellow rabbits that shoot lightning from their cheeks is a thing, why is a talking one dressed up like Chinese party favor so hard to believe?!

[haveanicetragedy]

[He waggles his paw with a smirk.]

Tsk tsk tsk... First off, that one's a rat. A really tacky one, at that. We, bunnies, don't have anything like that among us!

[SEMANTICS. Though never mind he's just admitted to technically not being a rabbit or... any animal in general.]

Second, are you done playing around? I told you I don't like waiting, and I've got a game to run. You do wanna hear more about it, right?

[foolishwren]

No, actually, I wanna kill you. Or at least do something awful to you.

So unless you wanna tell me where the computer you're in is, I'm out.

_{[She slings the stick away and lifts a hand to flip Zero off before turning away.]}

[haveanicetragedy]

M'kay. It's not like anybunny is forcing you to play! It's fine if you just leave at that.

[Isn't that awfully generous of him? He won't be keeping her here against her will!

Although, after a short pause, the bunny adds one more thing:]




After all, it carrot be helped if you don't care what hoppens to your daddy.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Fuck.]

[It's not fair.]

[She knows a stupid, contrived trick to get her to play along when she hears one.]

[She wishes super hard that she could ignore it.]

[But she stops.]</sub>


... My dad is dead.

What else can happen to him?

_{[Sure, he's alive and well here... and she sure doesn't wanna see him hurt... but. >8(]}

[haveanicetragedy]

[All is fair when you're the one making the rules.]

I donno.

[He makes it sound as innocent and genuine as possible, but it doesn't take a genius to figure it's neither.]

Maybe he could go home. Back to, y'know, being dead.

[Just a thought.]

[foolishwren]

_{[The look she's giving him could turn evergreens crispy and brown.]}

So what's your game?

You threaten my father so that I'll go kill some people for your amusement? Is it a Saw sort of thing where I'll have to jump over pits with spikes in them or shove my hand into vats of hypodermic needles?

And you'll sit around and jerk yourself off or something?

[haveanicetragedy]

You sure are bloodthirsty one, Header.

[Says who.]

I carrot guarantee that nobunny will die, but that's not the point of the Nonary Game! ... Not the main one, anyway.

[Because that's so reassuring, isn't it?]

The goal is to find the door 9! You'll have exactly 9 hours for that, since you'd probably slack off otherwise.

[foolishwren]

Where I come from, you have to be.

_{[It's not entirely true... you could survive Silent Hill without having an inner lust for blood. Her father is proof of that. ... But as unpleasant as it is to admit, it's how she managed to live through it.]}

So it's some shitty edgy gameshow where people might die.

Fantastic.

Is there a reason you want ME to do this, asshole?

[haveanicetragedy]

If tailing yourself that makes you feel better then sure, be my guest.

[The bunny shrugs. Really, even if somebody does end up dying, it's no skin off his nose anyway.]

It's nothing personal! Actually, you should think of it as a privilege. You've been chosen by Zero.

[foolishwren]

A privilege usually implies that I get something worthwhile.

Your attention doesn't seem particularly helpful, so maybe you'd better find another word.

[haveanicetragedy]

What, you think the lives of you, your daddy and friends aren't "worthwhile"?

[He lets out a small gasp.]

Your heart must be made of stone!

[foolishwren]

You telling me that you won't kill my family and friends if I do as you say isn't a privilege, it's blackmail.

Pull all the bullshit you want but have the balls to call it what it is.

[haveanicetragedy]

Your millage may vary.

[And her feelings on the matter aren't of particular concern to him.]

Shouldn't you be hopping off now? You don't have the whole day to waste!

[foolishwren]

You need to tell me what I'm looking for, besides a door. There's millions of doors in this city.

[haveanicetragedy]

Are you deaf? I told you, door 9. It'll have huge "9" written on it. Kinda hard to miss, don'tcha think?

Assuming you can find it in the first place.